"What exactly do you want to hear? Is it that you want me to think back with you about all the bad things that have happened recently?" Hermosa sounded a little cold."Like you said, we should ease into each other's emotions." Hermosa's eyes flushed and her breath caught. . She couldn't catch her breath for a moment, covering her heart spot, her head burning. "Hermosa." Brent rushed forward to hold the little hedgehog and soothe her, "Take it easy, breathe slowly." Hermosa, too, sensing a physical abnormality, closed her eyes and tried to calm her breathing. "It's my fault." Brent rested on the girl's back, brushing back and forth along the spine, "I'm sorry." Hermosa didn't say anything, her chest still heaving violently, emotionally unstable. "I'm sorry." Brent apologised over and over, "I'm sorry." "It's my fault that I treated you badly." Brent bowed his head slightly to the girl's face, "I'm the one who's sorr
Brent carried her home and before he could say what he wanted to say, Hermosa took the opportunity to hide in the bathroom and take a shower.Brent shook his head and lay down on the bed to wait for her.He was afraid that Hermosa would wake up and pass out in the foggy bathroom, so he kept an eye on the bathroom."Sir... Would you come here for a moment!" Brent put down the file and sighed, wondering if he'd ever get the chance to propose with his ring again.It always seemed like the timing was off."Sir!""I'm coming! What's wrong with you . .Her... .Hermosa..."As soon as he opened the bathroom door, Brent was unable to take a step away from the sight firmly in front of him. The girl was leaning against the sink, her shirt still loose, a large portion of her collarbone showing, the hem of her shirt just covering the base of her thighs and nothing underneath it. "Hermosa," Brent stepped forward, his voice still a little hoarse, "get dressed." Brent came to t
After that, Brent gave him a passionate kiss. Hermosa cocked her head to the side and encircled Brent's shoulders with one hand while she deftly undid Brent's tie with the other. Hermosa shifted positions on the bed after her lips were separated. First, she moved around, then she took the tie and wrapped it around her eyes. Finally, she changed her position. It was exactly the same as it had been before, with the tie covering her eyes and her head in the back-in position. Hermosa lays down on her back and anticipates what move Brent will make while she waits. When Brent noticed this movement, he came to a complete halt. Brent moved closer, made a modest adjustment to his tie, and yelled out, "Hermosa?" Hermosa gave a hmph that was a little bit sluggish, waited a little longer for the man to move, and then glanced over at him and asked, "Not doing it?" Brent made a frowning face and made an attempt to remove the girl's tie while
He stopped talking and his soft, thin lips closed around her small mouth, his wet, soft tongue running and tossing over her lips, carefully diving into her mouth. He kissed her softly, provoking her unsatisfactorily, but every time she took the initiative, he deliberately withdrew. She couldn't stop attacking, making the kiss fierce and frenzied, claiming his mouth to the hilt. Brent opened his eyes slightly to look at her. Her peachy eyes were curved, her lower eyelids puffy with pleasure. Their breathing was ragged, Hermosa's belly felt sore and itchy, and her privates, which had been dry, were now dripping wet from the bubbling nectar, moistening her panties. She couldn't help but let out a whimper, her body and mind a soft mess. The arms that had been climbing around his neck couldn't resist roaming up his back, rubbing a fine mark into his neatly ironed suit jacket. "Isn't it tempting to do it?" He asked her in a low voice, some bubbly tones lending a
"Ahhhhhhh! ~I can't~ I'm dying to be fucked by my hubby ....." she cried out in lust pleasure, her voice adding an echo that reverberated down the stairwell.With one hand free, he separate her ass-flesh and narrowed his eyes as he looked askance at their stuck-together bottoms. Her rear pussy was dipped in lusty flower juices, opening and closing slightly with his thrusting flesh. The frothy private hole was engorged and swollen, the narrow pussy tightening around his fleshy stem as he withdrew, bringing the flesh of his outward and brushing the skin of his cock with her lustful juice. The sound of slamming flesh, and the gurgling of lust being stirred up, was incessant. He fucked her in strong, fast strokes, causing her to scream, "No~ Honey, it's too fast ...... oooooooooooooh, I'm dying ......" She panted heavily, clear saliva spilling out of the corners of her mouth and making her chin wet. "Don't you just love it when I thrust my stick in you hard?" He i
After dinner they sat snuggled together on the terrace, but Brent never mentioned Keio again.When he put the ring on her finger, his heart felt firm for no reason.That diamond ring at least gave him a general sense of security. At least that's how he felt.But Brent's sleep had been a vain one.He recalled the scene in the hallway this afternoon, and all he could feel was the heart beat still pounding in his chest as the person in front of him fell asleep so mindlessly. It was all right, then.In the moonlight, he traced the outline of the person in front of him with his eyes. Hermosa's face was still a little tired and pale, but her cheeks must have been very soft when poked in her sleep.Hermosa's eyelashes cast a shadow over her face, the dimples in her cheeks were hidden, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, was she dreaming of something beautiful? Her lips were slightly parted, as delicate as cherries, would a kiss now taste like cherries or strawberries?Brent's eyel
After watching the fireworks, they went back to the hotel. It's 2 or 3 in the morning and Hermosa is a little sleepy and drowsy under the covers. Brent, who was with her, suddenly asked, "Do you still want to go out tomorrow? I just happened to take time off from college recently to keep you company." "Hmm?" Hermosa opened her eyes. "I want to spend more time with you." Brent frowned. "Didn't we just have a date today?" "I want to go do more meaningful things with you every day." Brent emphasized. Hermosa still didn't quite understand and asked, "We didn't have enough dates today, did we?"Brent took one of her hands and touched the ring on his ring finger, "Let's have another formal date tomorrow." "You arrange it then." Hermosa obliged, closing her eyes and going back to sleep. Brent looked down and gave the girl a kiss on the forehead, "I love you." "Got it." Hermosa's voice was slightly dazed, on the verge of sleep. Brent kissed her again on the side of her f
Hermosa looked at the new ring on her hand and took it off, "Don't mind that sir." But Brent was very ceremonial and insisted: "I want to do propose..." "No, I really don't need that." Hermosa sighed and said, "I can't wear it if I buy another ring." Hermosa put the emerald rings back in the display and went back to picking out her cufflinks. In the end Hermosa bought two pairs of cufflinks and picked out some tie clips to match his suit. By the time they left the jeweler's shop, it was getting late. The two of them walked out of the shop and headed towards the restaurant. But Brent was in a sour mood because he hadn't been able to buy a wedding ring. Hermosa noticed Brent's mood and moved closer, taking one of Brent's hands and hooking her fingertips into her palm. Brent still didn't say anything, but held the hand tightly in return. Dinner was served in the revolving restaurant on the top floor of the commercial building, where Brent had booked a booth. Hermosa